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WARNING: There may be content that can disturb some people, please tread carefully.

47.

Cabin

Caroline and Cassidy are looking to Andrea, the woman looks upset but they believe that she provoked the situation, making their mother sad.

"Girls, I didn't know."

Caroline, deciding to take control of the situation stops in front of Andrea.

"You know Andy, we like you. We really do, and we know mom loves you because if it was anyone else talking to her like that, even our father, she will not tolerate it. She would have gone into total dragon mode."

Andrea listened the girls in silence. She doesn't have an explanation to give to them, she basically doesn't recognize herself.

"We are going to look around the house, as mom said as to do. It is better you not try to talk to her now, she can easy get mad and we don't want that. Talk to her later, find a room for yourself or go for a walk."

Caroline and her sister went upstairs leaving Andrea at the middle of the living room thinking about how she will fix things with Miranda.

Miranda's room

Miranda is not sure how she will cope with this amount of emotions surrounding Andrea. It looks like constant turmoil and she only felt this way at the beginning of her relationship with Julia.

The truth is between them, the friendship was more important than anything else. They were never going to work as a couple because they are not supposed to be a couple and they understood it pretty quickly and easily. On the other hand, with Andrea, her Andrea, everything is so new and she doesn't know what to do.

She is a grown woman, much older than her, she simply cannot let herself go to a place where the emotions of a horny teenager, attraction and lust, takes over. And she knows very well how her body is constant reminder that she still can feel like a young woman, or maybe it is the first signs of menopause. She reminded herself to check in with her doctor, soon.

But this, jealous Andrea, makes everything controversial. She is proud to be able to have someone love her this way, basically devouring her only with her eyes but, the girl is insecure to no end. She doesn't trust in her beauty and her power of seduction and Miranda is wondering if with the cook boy it was the same.

As an Editor-in-chief of a renowned and well known magazine around the world, Miranda is aware that people are afraid and fascinated by her at the same time.

A powerful feeling that during many years were enough to fulfill the emptiness of disastrous marriages with unfair husbands that didn't respect their marriage vows. But with Andrea it is not like this, it never was like that and because of all these differences she decided to protect the girl, even before she understood the feelings of her own heart.

Miranda stood up and very slowly went to the window. This room used to be Julia's and she wants to feel closer to her dearest friend.

"What I am supposed to do with her, my dear?"

Miranda touch the window's frame and smiled. She can almost feel Julia's presence near her, stronger than ever and decided that a nap might help her. She is tired and even not like it too much, the idea of having quiet time in a warm bed is choosing for her and in seconds she changes out of her clothes and lays down on the bed in only her shirt and underwear.

2 hours later

Caroline and Cassidy are playing outside with Patricia. Andrea told to them that this should be fine as long as they not go far from the house.

The journalist has been looking through the house at all the details. On the second floor, near where the twins decided to stay, is a small single room where Andrea put her things, not believing that she will share a room with Miranda.

Along the small corridor two things have grabbed Andrea's attention, a small table with a photo of a younger Miranda and a girl near her, that she believes might be Julia. Although, Andrea doesn't have the courage to ask the girls and she doesn't think she'll be able to ask Miranda either.

Near the photo, a small vase with a fresh white rose. The smell intoxicate Andrea and a small smile comes to her face. She wants to know more about Julia and why she still have this huge importance in Miranda and the girl's' life.

As she decided to go downstairs, she stops at the door where Miranda is sleeping and slowly put her left hand at the wood frame. A single tear falls and she moves further to the kitchen.

The fact that she knows well Miranda's taste of food makes her want to surprise the older woman. The twins, Andrea knows are not fussy about anything and if the dessert has white chocolate, everything is acceptable since the dessert will be what they love.

4 pm

Andrea just finished some things for their late lunch. Some of the things Consuelo had sent, plus some food that she knows will match Miranda's taste. She slowly move to the front door and call the twins.

"Caroline, Cassidy. Please come, I just made something to eat."

As the girls rush to inside the cabin, Patricia come along.

"I didn't forget you Patricia, your food and water are that way."

The dog looks to the area Andrea pointed and run to there.

"We are going to wash our hands and be back. Don't try to wake up mom, Caroline and I will do it."

"Okay."

As the children move to upstairs, Andrea open the red wine and poured some for Miranda and herself. Even if she will not drink it, she wants her glass full, to be able to do a toast.

Andrea looks the girls knocking at the door and then moving inside the room, carefully closing the door behind them.